Under the Christmas tree at Lishan Mansion, Ye Li is unwrapping gifts.
At this time last year, she and Xiaobao were having a great time unwrapping gifts.
This Christmas, Xiao Bao was lured away early by the little rascals in the alley.
Looking at Fu Yanci again, Ye Li couldn't help but narrow her eyes, "Fu Yanci, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"
I thought he would pretend for a while.
Unexpectedly, Fu Yanci nodded with a smile, "That's right, Ali, I did it on purpose."
Pulling the girl into his arms, Fu Yanci lowered his head and kissed her, "Ali, last year you forgot my and Xiaobao's Christmas presents. What are you going to give me this year?"
"...Who asks someone for a gift?"
Ye Li muttered under her breath and reached out to cover his eyes, "Don't look!"
Countless were sent out, and countless were taken back.
Right now, there are gift boxes of all sizes scattered all over the ground under the Christmas tree.
After rummaging around for a while, a huge light blue package was pulled out from the corner behind the Christmas tree.
Ye Li poked Fu Yanci's cheek, "Alright, you can watch now!"
Just by looking at the size of the packaging, you can tell it must be a painting.
Fu Yanci couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
Ever since Ye Li returned from Duolunduo, except for the night she and Qin Chu stayed at the Ye family villa, the two have been together all the time.
Ye Li has to attend classes during the day and doesn't have time to draw.
At night, the two of them were like conjoined twins, even bathing and brushing their teeth together, leaving her with even less time.
Aside from lunch breaks, the only time I can spend is during the hours in the studio.
But how long will it take her to complete such a large painting?
My heart had already melted before I even saw the gift.
Fu Yanci reached out and untied the bow.
The wrapping paper slipped off.
The scene came into view.
Fu Yanci's gaze froze for a moment, a smile appearing in his eyes.
It is a painting with countless details, like a jigsaw puzzle.
In the center of the image, a replica of him and her at this very moment is displayed.
Fu Yanci finally understood why Ali had volunteered to help the two of them choose pajamas when they got home.
She chose a milky white one with a cloud pattern for herself.
I chose a dark blue snowflake pattern for him.
In the painting "Merry Christmas" before us, there are messy cardboard boxes on the ground under a bright green Christmas tree. He and she, dressed in dark blue and cream-colored pajamas, sit facing each other and smile at each other.
Even the flickering flames in the fireplace seemed to be responding warmly to their happiness.
What moved Fu Yanci even more was the abundance of images of him and her in the picture.
He was preparing ingredients at the kitchen counter, while she was idly sitting on the kitchen island.
He was working diligently at his desk, while she was fast asleep on the bed just a wall away.
She was dressed in a suit and tie, and she wore a long dress that trailed on the ground.
Every detail is about him and her.
It was just him and her.
"Fu Yanci, I really put my heart into it..."
Seeing Fu Yanci looking down at the painting, his expression calm and unreadable, Ye Li held out her hand to show him, "I've been painting for several afternoons! The sketch was okay, but coloring it almost blinded me! Look, my fingers are all deformed..."
Fingers as green as spring onions.
My fingers are soft.
You can't see any signs of deformation at all.
But when the girl acted so coquettishly, Fu Yanci felt as if an ice cream cone had been spilled in his heart.
It's cool.
It's sweet.
It seeped into my heart and felt incredibly comforting.
"Thank you, baby..."
Fu Yanci leaned over and kissed Ye Li, "I like it very much."
"real?"
"Of course it's true. Ali, I love it so much! Can we hang this painting in the living room?"
"??? Of course not. The guests will laugh at us if they see that."
"No, they'll only envy me for marrying such a talented woman like Ali."
"But... I'm still a little embarrassed, it feels so childish! How about... I hang it in your study?"
"good!"
"Fu Yanci, guess how many couples I drew?"
Meeting the girl's bright, mischievous gaze, Fu Yanci's eyes fell on the painting once more.
I knew many years ago that Ah Li was quirky and talented.
She dances well, plays the piano well, and paints well.
I originally thought it was just a Christmas gift.
But when Ye Li asked that question, Fu Yanci knew that it probably wasn't that simple.
The more I counted, the more surprised I became.
After quickly counting, Fu Yanci came up with 69 pairs.
But Fu Yanci believed that this number must be wrong.
After all, there are just too many details!
Even if he has a photographic memory, there will definitely be omissions.
"99 pairs?"
"??? Fu Yanci, you have such sharp eyes! You found it all?"
"Ah Li, I guessed!"
"...Fu Yanci, I'm angry, and I can't be coaxed!"
"Ah Li, I was wrong. I promise, I can definitely count 99 pairs. I'll show you, okay?"
What if you can't count them?
"I can definitely count them!"
That night, Fu Yanci's imposing image as Master Fu was shattered into pieces.
The aloof aura he exudes in public is gone.
He has also lost his former maturity and composure.
For more than two hours, Fu Yanci and Ye Li lay face down on the floor, counting the figures of him and her in the painting from top to bottom and from largest to smallest.
At first, he could count seriously and earnestly.
But starting with one couple, things went astray.
Ye Li recalled the scene from that time, but Fu Yanci's memory was much further back than what was depicted in the scene.
In Ye Li's video, she and Fu Yanci are walking together in the snow, which happened not long ago at the Ye family villa.
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